Douluo's first sword

"Let him go!"

Bibi Dong said coldly, with a murderous intent in his words that made even the palace guard knights below tremble with fear.

"As...as you command, Your Majesty the Pope!"

The palace guard really didn't understand why His Majesty the Pope, who had always been calm and gentle, suddenly got so angry. He didn't dare to ask any more questions and hurriedly left the hall, preparing to drive away that stinking idiot named Yu Xiaogang!

However, as soon as the palace guard knight stepped through the door of the hall, he saw Yu Xiaogang walking over calmly, holding a sparkling token in his hand with six patterns engraved on it!

"Papal decree!"

The knight guarding the temple was shocked and fell to his knees on the ground, not daring to block the master's way.

In the Hall of Spirits, the Papal Order has papal-level rights, and only Titled Douluo-level elders can possess the supreme Papal Order!

Seeing a papal decree is like seeing the pope in person!

No one dares to wait!

…

Above the main hall!

Bibi Dong looked indifferent, sitting high on the throne, her dark eyes emotionless, looking down indifferently at the unshaven middle-aged man below, without saying a word, and her eyes were indifferent!

The middle-aged man's face was numb. He looked up at the stunning woman on the throne. His eyes were full of complexity. All the apologies, pain and hatred finally merged together and turned into a deep sigh.

"Long time no see, Bibi Dong." The master said sadly.

"Please call me Pope, or Your Majesty!"

Bibi Dong stared at the master indifferently, but her soft voice was cold to the bone, like an ice and snow storm blowing in the sky, making the master shiver coldly.

"Yes, His Majesty the Pope." The master said painfully.

"Yu Xiaogang, Yu Xiaogang, why do you still have the nerve to come see me?!"

Bibi Dong looked at the man below coldly, with a hint of sarcasm in the corner of her mouth: "I heard that you and Liu Erlong have reunited recently. Okay, okay, hahahaha, they are so in love with each other, and lovers will end up together." You two are married, you two can be said to be even more intimate, because... you are a family to begin with!"

The cold words stimulated the master's eyes to become bloodshot. He gritted his teeth and clenched his fists hard. Angry and painful words were squeezed out from between his teeth: "Oh, I know you hate me and want to kill me." Death by a thousand cuts, I'm sorry for you and Erlong, I'm a useless useless person, I can neither give you happiness nor Erlong hope, I'm a complete scumbag!"

After hearing the master's confession, Bibi Dong's face remained cold and silent, like a piece of ice that had not melted for thousands of years. She looked at the master as if she were looking at a stranger, calm and indifferent.

In the past, when she saw the pain and struggle of the man she once deeply loved, Bibi Dong might have been so distressed that she shed tears on the spot, rushed forward desperately, held the master in her arms, and comforted him as gently as caring for an injured child.

It's a pity that she has long lost the innocence and purity of the past, and is no longer the innocent and silly Bibi Dong!

Now, she is the cold empress in charge of the Wuhun Palace, the supreme overlord who dominates the Douluo Continent, and the ruthless monarch who lays down millions of corpses and bleeds into the rafters with just one order!

Bibi Dong will no longer shed tears, because the tears have dried up long ago. She will no longer suffer, because the pain has already penetrated her bones and her heart is filled with despair. Now, all she has left is hysterical hatred!

"sit down."

With a sigh and a wave of Bibi Dongyu's hand, a team of maids quickly moved tables and chairs for the master, brought hot tea, and waited on the master to sit down and drink tea.

In the blink of an eye, twenty years have passed by in a hurry, and things have changed. Bibi Dong's cold gaze made the master's eyes hurt. He lowered his head and focused his eyes on the fragrant tea in front of him, not daring to look at those cold eyes. Eyes like ice.

Therefore, the gentle eyes that were once full of affection were now only cold and indifferent, which made him feel as if his heart was being torn apart.

He wanted to yell, but he couldn't. He wanted to cry, but found that he couldn't shed a single tear. He wanted to rush forward and hold the woman he once loved in his arms, but he didn't have the courage.

It was not Qian Xunji or Bibi Dong who caused this tragedy for the two of them, but him... who was too weak!

If he had the peerless fighting power of Haotian Douluo, could dominate the world, and would not be afraid of Titled Douluo, how could he just watch Bibi Dong being snatched away, and would not feel sad later, wandering around the world and meeting Liu Erlong , causing another tragedy!

Weakness is the original sin!

After being silent for a long time, the master finally couldn't help but speak.

"His Majesty the Pope, actually I came here this time to ask for something." The master looked at the noble woman on the throne and said humbly with the lowest attitude.

"Oh, with your strong character, you actually come to ask for help. It's interesting and interesting. It seems that twenty years of ups and downs have really changed you a lot!"

Bibi Dong raised the corner of her mouth and said calmly: "What's the matter? Tell me and listen!"

"His Majesty the Pope, I want to know how you got through the life and death crisis of having twin martial souls?"

Swallowing hard, the master looked at Bibi Dong with some longing, wanting to get the true secret of twin martial souls from the latter.

All this was for Tang San, for his disciples who were sympathetic to father and son, he had to come here, because even he, the so-called master of theory, didn't know how to solve the problem of the twin martial souls' backlash.

In this world, only Bibi Dong knows this answer, because she is also the owner of twin martial arts, and she is also a twin martial soul who has cultivated to the title level.

Master Bibi Dongbi is even more professional when it comes to these twin martial arts spirits.

"You who claim to be invincible in theory, are there things you don't know?"

Bibi Dong's face showed a touch of sarcasm, and she said: "Let me think about it, you came to Wuhun Hall this time not to apologize to me for abandoning me, but because of the Haotian Sect named Tang San. Successor, right?!”

Hearing this, the master felt as if he was struck by lightning and said in shock: "How did you know?!"

"Platinum Bishop Saras has just received news that Tang San, a student of Shrek Academy, whose hidden identity is a Haotian Sect disciple, broke through to the Soul Sect realm at the age of fourteen, and is also the owner of twin martial souls. The important thing is that he is also close to the Qibao Glazed Sect and the Tiandou Empire. Such a person is destined to be the enemy of our Spirit Hall!"

Bibi Dong looked at the master indifferently: "So give up, I will never tell you the secret of the twin martial souls and let you cultivate a great enemy for my martial soul hall..."

The master felt nervous and opened his mouth to say something, but was interrupted by Bibi Dong.

"Besides, there is no need for you to know the secret of the twin martial spirits, because just when you came, I had already issued the order to intercept and kill Tang San, and within a day or two, that Tang San would disappear forever. Yes!" Bibi Dong said.

"you……"

The master's eyes were red, he rushed forward, grabbed Bibi Dong's shoulders with force, and said with a ferocious face: "Bibi Dong, let me tell you, I have no children in my life, and I have already regarded Tang San as my son. If Tang San If anything happens, I will destroy the Wuhun Palace at all costs!"

"Yes...as long as you can do it!!!"

Bibi Dong snorted coldly, and a ray of peerless murderous intent overflowed, forcefully knocking the master away, and he fell awkwardly from the jade steps to the center of the hall. She stood up, raised her arrogant and indifferent face, and looked down at the embarrassed figure who collapsed on the ground. Grandmaster.

"It's ridiculous, Yu Xiaogang, you can actually be angry and hateful? But let me tell you, you have no qualifications to hate, because my pain and hatred are ten times greater than yours. Even if I kill everyone in the world, it won't be enough to vent my anger. The hatred in my heart!"

Bibi Dong sneered: "A little Tang San is nothing. If you kill him, kill him. I will not only kill your apprentice, but also your lover and cousin Liu Erlong, as well as your family members." Let them die one by one in front of you. Only in this way can you understand my original pain a little bit."

"Madman! You madman..."

The master's face was full of bitterness and pain. Although the woman in front of him was as beautiful as before, she was no longer the same person as the innocent and sweet Bibi Dong.

Things are different and people are different!

All that was left to the two of them was pain and hatred.

At this moment, the master couldn't help but close his eyes, recalling those green years, and missing that pure and lovely girl who would blush whenever he held his hand, the girl who belonged to him completely.

When he opened his eyes again, what came into view was a pretty face that was cold and numb.

It's a pity that they... can never go back to the past!

For a while, the master felt mixed in his heart, and was about to leave here, rushing to Tang San as quickly as possible to inform everyone to be careful of the Wuhun Palace interception.

If it's too late, it's too late.

"Farewell, Bibi Dong."

The master left and left sadly.

In the end, only Bibi Dong was left alone in the magnificent hall, along with the tea set used by the master.

The empty Wuhun Hall was filled with dead silence!

As the sun sets in the west, Bibi Dong's shadow is stretched very long...

Walking down the hall, his cold eyes swept over the tea set, table and chairs.

Bibi Dong's eyes turned cold, and he waved his jade palm calmly. The fragrant tea that the master drank and the tables and chairs he used were all turned into fly ash in an instant and scattered.

"Farewell, Xiaogang!"

A cold word fell and resounded throughout the entire Wuhun Hall.

…

The plot here has been slightly modified. I remember that after the master and Bibi Dong met, Bibi Dong picked up the tea that the master drank and drank it all in one gulp.

At that time, I remember feeling very uncomfortable after reading this section. I felt that Bibi Dong was a bit perverted. The Third Young Master raised the master too high and put Bibi Dong too low. After watching Douluo, I realized that Bibi Dong was the master. The real victim's pain is far greater than that of the master, so looking back at this paragraph seems extremely disgusting.

After a slight modification, I made Bibi Dong more cold and ruthless. Destroying the tea set used by the master with one palm marked the complete end of their relationship. Now Bibi Dong only has hatred to destroy the world!

The world is so unfair to her, so she has the right to hate everything in the world!